Medicinal Spirits
episode 65: the demon king is called

"What I just realized, this guy didn't take off his mask. He was wearing a black robe, a robe that I used to wear when I visited the black market. He lit three incense sticks, and the number three was an odd number. He also prepared the maimed mana stone, and then began to arrange it around the altar of prayer,"

"Not wrong, this is a demon summoning ritual. He wrote the numbers 13, 14 and 666 on the altar wall of prayer. Could it be... This has something to do with the demon lord he was referring to?"

"!"

Su Luxie was speechless a thousand languages when she saw the man slashing his own arm using a dagger so that blood started pouring onto the floor. He began to point his arms at the altar of prayer which had been written with the numbers 13.14 and 666.

The blood that had indeed come out, began to pour on the streak of unlucky numbers.

Tests.tes.tests..

Drop by drop, the blood flowed down the altar of prayer, and then covered the writing of the pesky figure.

"This man really cannot be stopped. I know the consequences when I follow this guy here. The demon lord he was referring to could not be underestimated. I need to be even more careful when the demon lord appears." Benak Su Luxie, frowned when she saw the sinister gurgle of this man. That extreme behavior made her hair stand up.

The man cleaned his hands with a cloth because it was finished with the ritual. While cleaning her hands using a cloth, she glanced at Su Luxie who happened to also stare at her.

Because of that, they meet each other's eyes and look at each other. Su Luxie flinched when she realized it and then turned her face misaligned.

The demon man smiled sinisterly and then started walking towards the left of the altar. There is a tray with a large teapot. Inside the large teapot was filled with black water with a smell that could be said to be fragrant.

He began to pour the water into the glass, the glass was filled to the brim. As the glass was already full, he started staring at Su Luxie.

Tap..

He began to step towards Su Luxie and roughly pulled the nape of Su Luxie

"!?"

Su Luxie was patterning, she was surprised by that overly sudden rude attitude.

"A, what are you doing to me! Release!"

"Drink this water, my beauty." His reply thrust out Su Luxie's mouthful cup as his hand continued to pull Su Luxie's nape.

"Ah, what is this water?! After all, why does this man call me beautiful?" Su Luxie looked visibly at the sighting of the water.

"T, no! You see, it's black? the black? You want to give it to me?"

"...Drink, for the condition of the offering is this blessed water. You promised, didn't you?!" He was so soft and smiled so warmly. However, it was different from the attitude he gave. His hand firmly grabbed onto Su Luxie's nape and continued to pull her so that Su Luxie could drink the water.

"Hmpph...

Inevitably, Su Luxie ended up drinking the water as it continued to be forced. He gulped down the water by closing his nose.

Watching that in person, the demon man smiled in satisfaction and started throwing the water cup of blessing that he meant, towards the prayer altar

PRANKK...

"!"

The cup was broken into pieces so that fragments of the cup scattered over the altar

"O DEMON KING, COME AND BLESS US. AS PROMISED, WE HAVE BROUGHT YOU THE OFFER." Shouts of the demon man, echoed throughout the room.

Su Luxie continued to feel nauseous with the water she had just been drinking, and was suddenly startled by the man in front of her who suddenly just shouted calling out, Demon lord.

Simultaneously, a strong wind began to gust. Logically, in a room that looks closed without a gap, there will be no wind that will enter it.

However, a strong wind came in and hit the entire room.

"!"

"Good, good, demon lord, come, bless us and give us everything. HAHAHAHAHA." said the man excitedly, ending with a loud laugh. The expression of a voracious face, imprinted clearly on his face.

"What is this wind? Is this a sign of the arrival of the demon king?"

"Demon king? Hmmm...is that indeed the demon lord? One thing I've known for a long time after that siege. They wanted to make my body a new demon container. And this man said, if the demon lord likes me because of the scent I give out. But..."

Su Luxie raised her gaze at the excited man in front of her "He does not know, if the scent that comes out is not because of this body, but my spirit that is trapped in Su Luxie's body. Taking my body as the container of the demon lord would be meaningless, as the demon lord would only be doomed due to Su Luxie's extremely weak and vulnerable body,"

"Su Luxie's dragon that could be considered vulnerable could not accommodate the enormous demonic power, suddenly. But... do I have to give up this body? Raga who's been with me all my life here? I don't think I'll take it!"

He kept looking at the man sharply. A look of dislike face, began to be imprinted in his clearly expressed expression.

"I'm tired of him!" Benak Su Luxie and slowly advanced towards the man.

Tap..

"COME THE DEMON KING, GIVE US EVERYTHING. WE WILL RULE THE WORLD WITH OUR GREAT DEMONIC POWER! COME OVER....

SLASH...

"!"

"AKHMU..."

"Ka, you?! Where does that power come from...

BRUKK...

The man's body slowly melted down and disappeared like it was cut open by the earth. Because Su Luxie who suddenly attacked him using a spiky-shaped talisman with a red color as red as sapphire.

The talisman was a gift from the previous talisman selling lady to Su Luxie. Su Luxie accidentally broke the talisman as a weapon she used to attack the demon man.

"I'm following you not to play around!" His murmur was flat as he stepped foot towards the prayer altar.

"The man is dead, but this wind still won't stop. I must prevent the summoning of the demon lord, or else a calamity will come."

Su Luxie began to look at a figure that had already been enveloped by the blood that was beginning to dry up. The blood was black and took out maggots.

"This number is often used by witches who worship demons. The number 666 is the boss of the numbers. What happens if I delete this number?" His monologue, directing his hands at the written numbers

"I will try to erase it" he murmured again and in the end, the number was erased and there were 2 numbers left on the altar.

"13 and 14 are unlucky numbers that are believed to bring misfortune to mankind. I just have to leave 1 on each of the numbers." Monologue her again, and then start erasing the numbers 3 and 4. Thus, leaving the number 11.

^^^To be Continued_^